She took away from me my life,
she stabbed me with the knife ...
Seriously, I had no escape - chance,
I had to watch how she dance ...
My dying body, me, was aching,
all those years, love was faking ...
I should listen to my nearest father,
that we don't belong to each other ...
From her that was really a low,
watching me how I was dying slow ...
At that moment I had no power,
now, she is in a prison - tower ...
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Hi very nice thriller poem... It good he told his story before he died... Life in prison for her
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